It was Monday already.The weekend went by too quickly. Why wouldn't it? When Louis and his wife did nothing but tumble about naked in of bed, eat, drink wine and tumble back in bed.Wendy was exhausted. In a good way. It felt like she had had sex for the many years she had been celibate. She was so sore. I'm a good way.She stirred in her sleep and opened her eyes and saw she was still in Louis' bed. They had had sex everywhere and had finally landed in his exquisite room. She smiled and snuggled closer into Louis chest. His chest moved up and down as he took soft breaths. Wendy looked up to see his face. He looked so vulnerable.If someone had told her the few days ago that she'll be anywhere near Louis' bed, she would have been so sure that the person was a pathological liar.She closed her eyes and snuggled up even closer. Just then, her phone started to ring. She grabbed the device from the lamp stand before it would wake the man who had pleasured her from his beauty sleep.He de
Louis started towards his office, forgetting his wife there in the elevator. And Barbara followed him. But not before she gave Wendy one last look of disdain. Wendy stood there in the elevator feeling like a fool. Her husband had forgotten about her and it hurt like hell to watch her husband and his overly touchy personal assistant walk off like she didn't exist. Barbara's hands were always on his body. Right in front of her, Barbara was holding on to his arms like her life depended on it. Why did Barbara always have to touch him?They're obviously still fucking. He is going to have to explain to me his relationship with that girl, she thought as she marched to her office, seething.When she sank into her chair, she was already burning with anger. Angry at Louis, his side chick. More especially, she was so pissed at herself. What exactly was she doing? The weekend must have been so thrilling that she had forgotten her place in the entire situation. She was still Louis' unwanted
Wendy sat in her office for hours, doing nothing and seeing no one. She was so bored and wondered why she had thought it was not so bad of an idea to go to work and yet do absolutely nothing. She was so used to having more than enough work at the library. Children would always be a handful. Now she had absolutely nothing to do, no one to talk to. She had had absolutely no human contact since the elevator earlier. And yeah, she was getting so hungry.Maybe she should get out and get food. At least she deserved to eat and stay alive even if she was not doing any work.She stood up from the seat and headed for the door. Stepping out, she shut the door behind her. Everyone she saw was so busy that she felt so useless and inadequate. She was sure that to the smart ones, it was damn obvious that she was just a spectator in the office.'This wasn't so much of a smart choice.' She said to herself.Yes, Louis had given her a bogus title:C.O.O., put her in an office that she knows nothing abou
Wendy had escaped by cat whiskers and she knew it. She knew it would have been over if he hadn't seemed so trusting for few minutes. He didn't ask her any pushy questions. He didn't interrogate he did on much less compromising situations he had caught her in, in the past. She had clutched her phone so tightly because she had half expected that he would suspect she had taken pictures. But he didn't. He even seemed genuinely sorry that she didn't get lunch because he was out. He hadn't even gotten her lunch once since she had started to work at Schelling's but he had apologized, regardless.There it was again. She always had reasons to think the worst of him and then he still gave her reasons to see him as a good person.He was the husband the husband that abandoned her and ran off with his secretary. Then he was also the sweet one who got her lunch and was ready to deal with anyone who spoke less of her.Why couldn't he be consistent? Or was his constant toggling between being a beas
He knew she had cried a lot. He had heard her through the night. The overly puffy eyes she had the next morning were telltales on their own. Plus the fact that she wouldn't even look him in the face. Oh how he wanted to hold her. He had wanted to break into her room that night, pull her close and comfort her. But if he did that, it would mean he was agreeing to her terms.Why did women always want more? He always made clear to the women that were ever in his life that he was not committing. Most of them agreed at first, or maybe pretended they agreed. They always wanted more. Who could resist having a piece of Louis Shelling? They always felt they would eventually get him to change his mind. Wendy was just different. She made him question a lot about himself. For years he had basked in the euphoria that he was the catch. Everything had always been on his terms. The ladies didn't have any other choice but to conform.Wendy had butted out, like he was nothing.And damn, those thre
Wendy rushed into the bathroom, panting hard. She stared at her reflection in the bathroom mirror. She has come to get one drink to clear her head. To get away from all the 'Louis-ness' in Schelling Global Cooperation. Still he had found her. He had brought the same aura to the bar where she was having a decent conversation with someone else. Someone new.When there was a hard knock on the bathroom door, she knew exactly who it was, without even asking.Why the hell would he follow her to the ladies bathroom?'I know you're in there and you can hear me.' He sounded like he was about to explode with anger. 'Can you behave yourself and just get back to whatever you were doing?' Wendy advised. 'This is a public space, Louis. This is a ladies bathroom. You can't come in here.'The door swung open immediately as if to prove her wrong. He stepped into the bathroom and the large room seemed so small to Wendy all of a sudden'This is what we're doing now? This is what we are doing now, Wend
Louis followed her. No, she couldn't have said what he had just heard her say. He met up with her just when she was almost at the door to her room.'No you stop there.You can't just throw that in my face and walk away. We're still talking.' Louis barked.She didn't even slow down. 'Well, I am done talking to you.' Wendy insisted and walked into her room. Louis followed. 'You don't get to throw yourself at any man because the first man you slept with, isn't into love. That's self destructive!'Wendy turned to face him. 'That's the issue with you. You think everything is about you. I wasn't having sex before I met you. I had sex with you first. So? You don't think I can move on from that? I never said I want love. I just wanted a committed partner. You made it obvious that I can't get it from you and I have moved on, Louis. If you think it is self destruction, I don't care.' She said.'Wen' He said in a deep husky voice that sent Wendy's heart drumming in her chest. He walked to her
Everything else happened like a movie. A box of new clothes, a box of shoes and a little box of jewellery were delivered to Wendy's room. An envelope containing a credit card was equally handed over to her.She was hurt. She had assumed something good was already coming out of their arrangement but she had been so wrong. It had been aborted as soon as it had began and Louis had moved on rather too quickly.He already had that hot girl over and they had obviously showered together. Wendy wondered if she shouldn't have gone with the relationship on his terms. At least he didn't have that bored look or the accusing look he always had when he spoke to her in the past. He even treated her like a queen. Bought her lunch. Plus the sex was great. Now he had gone back to stone cold. He had moved on like he had promised. Ordering her around like she was still that excort that had tried to set him up. When she had gotten back into her room, she had one thing in mind. To make him regret tossin
Entering the dinning area, it was obvious to Wendy that the Mayor meant business. Everything was exquisite. The decor, the ambience, the food. It was a feast. Everyone was had a tinge of emerald green in their outfits. It was not an ordinary dinner. The cameras were enough proof. Wendy held on to her husband. He had told her that was all she had to do. And she really hoped so. She could see she wasn't the preferred wife and neither was she the wife of the preferred son. Mark was. And he had a lawyer fiancée, Vanessa, who everyone loved. She knew she couldn't compete with that but she hoped she wouldn't be embarrassed either. The lady of the house, Tiana, was as usual ignored by her step son. She didn't flinch. Instead, she wrapped Wendy in a warm hug. "I saw the videos, darling. I'm so sorry you had to go through that. " Tiana whispered. "Thanks." Wendy muttered stiffly. While she was comforted by the fact that the woman sympathised with her, she knew Louis did not app
'You are lying. you are lying, aren't you?' She stared at him, her eyes begging him to say he was being serious. Her hands were shaking. Her heart, racing. It was too good to be true and it scared her that she wanted it to be true so bad.'Why would I lie?' He stared back, his eyes shinning with deep conviction.Don't just believe him, Wendy warned herself. 'I don't know. There are many reasons. You don't want me to leave?'Louis scoot closer to her. 'Come on. You know I don't have to lie to keep you with me. You signed a contract that I can always refer to.''I don't know. You could have said that because you want me as docile as possible. Not making a fuss. Completely submissive because I have started to think there's something between us.' She answered.Louis nodded his head. 'There is. There's something here. And I'm not lying. I have no reason to. I really like you, Wendy and I'll be a liar to say that I haven't found having you around and in my bed, fascinating. I want you, W
Louis shook his head. 'Listen babe, I understand you are anxious and you don't want to be seen outside but doing drinks will not-'The deadly look Wendy gave him, shut him up. The last thing he wanted to do was further offend the lady. She had to go with him to his father's fucking dinner thing.'Just get me a fucking drink, Louis.' She whispered. 'Fine. Wine. Just a little though. We said we were going to talk.' 'Wow. How patronising.' Wendy snorted mockingly. 'I'm not a baby. I can handle my alcohol.''Wendy, I am not calling you a baby. I am just saying we both need to be clearheaded to figure out all of this.''Louis, there's nothing to figure out. It's simple. Let me go. Nobody would even notice, I swear. I just don't want to be in this situation. This position anymore.''Leaving does not save you from anything. If the media discovers you quit after that nonsense Rhoda did, do you think they would let you be?''Staying here does not make any difference. I'm still the lowlife wh
When Wendy received the package from Louis, she didn't know how to react. She was still stinging from his distasteful announcement that she was nothing to him but an arsenal in the nasty battle between two parents.It was not like she wasn't aware her entire situation was temporary, but hearing it from Louis stung as hell.He probably didn't know what effect that statement had on her. He was out there about his normal business, casually sending in huge gift packages to serenade her. Or maybe he knew. That was why he was sending in the gifts. To make up for everything. The public damage on her image. The fact that he had basically incarcerated her in his house and had in clear terms referred to her as a fucking piece on their chessboard.She sat on the across the room and stared at the large gift packages that sat on the classic antique table in the room. She stared at the package with mixed feelings of curiosity and distaste.She wanted to know what he got for her and at the same ti
The mayor called.Louis was already getting pissed with the entire thing. The man would not take Louis calls but he had the luxury of calling Louis whenever he pleased and getting an answer. The mayor seemed to be enjoying the entire drama as Louis had never been so dependent on his father since he had moved out of his father's house after refusing to practice law. Now, it seemed Louis was back under his control. The old man was now involved with his relationship and Louis wasn't even allowed to do anything about the issue on ground.It was annoying. And Louis felt like he was trapped there all over again - a place where he had to do everything a man he didn't like very much said because he had no choice.'Father.' Louis breathed into the phone. 'I have been calling.''I have been having numerous meetings with my campaign team. It's a tough job trying to win and election.' Mayor said flippantly.'Yeah.' Louis murmured. Of course the man had gone about his normal business while he ha
Wendy had, as usual, carried on with her life like nothing has happened. At first, Louis was disturbed. How did she switch easily from having a full blown mental breakdown to talking about how the cream in your coffee tasted like some chocolate you used to have when you were six.She had done the same thing after he had found her shivering under the hot shower. And it threw Louis off, completely. And they had ended up never talking about the incident again. How would they? The woman treated him like he had been overacting. If he had not held her shaking body in his arms through the night, he would have started to doubt of the incident really happened.But today, Louis decided to play her game. While she sat in bed, chattering about some childhood chocolate, while emptying the jar of cream into her little coffee cup, he sat across the room, with his head buried in some old news paper that had been lying around carelessly.While he sat there, he wondered what her plans were. Make him t
Louis had called his father over and over again but the man had probably thrown his phone into the lagoon because he wasn't even picking his phone.Louis could not just watch, wait around and do nothing. He was used to taking care of his own shit and he would have defied his father if not for the fact that his drama with Rhoda had previously stopped the man's chances of winning.He wanted to do some fighting. Teach her he could go lower. Yes, Rhoda had really gone low and unfortunately Wendy had taken the fall for that. Louis had expected anything from Rhoda. If it was the same Rhoda that held press conferences six years ago, lying through her teeth against him, shedding many tears as theatrics, there was absolutely nothing she wouldn't do to bring him down.He had obviously underestimated her again. He did not think she would involve Wendy. It was a fight between both of them. But trust Rhoda to take it over the top.Wendy had cried. Tried packing her bags but he had finally gotten
Louis was already in his office, sipping on his coffee when his phone started to buzz. It was his father.'Louis, I know you are upset right now. I don't want you doing anything. I have this under control. You may be livid right now but you would not act impulsively and ruin my chances of being mayor this time?''You've totally lost me, father. I'm actually trying to figure out what you're chattering on about.''You have not seen the news? Your little wife is being eaten up everywhere. News is everywhere that-' Louis ended the call and hurriedly checked for trending news online. Pictures of his wife were everywhere with demeaning captions. He saw article that compared her past and present. She was in old pictures of her massive cheap clothes that hid her appealing curves so well and recent pictures that she had taken with him. And it was clear from the comments that everyone branded her a gold digger.They had somehow found out about her job as a bookkeeper had somehow gotten pict
She opened her mouth to speak but her teeth kept clattering against each other.'This is nonsense. I'm fucking calling my doctor.' He went for his phone. 'Nooo' She whooshed. He ignored her and dialed the number. By the time doctor arrived, she had been tucked under a heated blanket and her shivering had stopped a great deal. The doctor checked her up and concluded that nothing serious had happened to her. 'Nothing serious? Her eyes were white. See the way she's shivering under a blanket. This is a frigging heated blanket. Do you see how hot this place is?' Louis questioned the man. The doctor scratched his head quickly, thinking of the right words to say to get Louis off his neck. 'Mr. Louis Schelling, your wife is fine. She's only experiencing an imbalance that might be due to stress or psychological issues going on with her at the moment. She will be fine. She just needs rest.''Stress? What the hell is stressing you, Wen?''Her job?' The doctor offered.'That does not even m